"Good luck with that."

"I don't need luck; I have skill. You'll just have to become more terrifying."

"I'll warn you not to underestimate me."

"Oh, I know you're intelligent, talented, powerful, a quick learner..."

"Which is why I have every confidence you can become the most terrifying person in Creation, given the right motivation."

"Making my Mygwainor excited is excellent motivation."

"You're going to have to work very hard to dethrone me, though," she murmurs. 

"It's a good thing we have time for me to continue to work on it."

Kiss.

Kiss!

"Mm, you'd look very good in a crown you know..."

"I look good in anything."

"And in everything." Nuzzle. "But a crown, a throne, a loyal vassal at your feet... Seems rather appropriate for you."

"Mmm, it does..."

"We can put it on the list of things to get you after our quest," she teases.

"We could persuade my father to get the Silmaril set as a wedding gift."

She laughs. "Finrod might pout; he wants to make nice with the Feanorians by returning their property."

"This would clearly be a better use of it."

Nuzzle.

"...If you want, but - I honestly really hate the stupid things and would be happier if someone took them and fucked off. Maybe to Aman, Aman can have all the terrible glowy things."

Soft kiss. "All right. I'm not especially attached to the idea."

Kiss!

"Good. They're very overhyped and also burn me and not in the fun way, and people will absolutely keep spontaneously trying to kill you for them in very annoying ways."

"More trouble than the shiny is worth."

Nuzzle. 

"...Also it literally just occurred to me I should not be the one carrying the Silmaril out, this body is less resistant to being set on magic fire."

"We don't want that."

"We can make Finrod carry it. His baffling aura of friendship will confuse any curses."

"It definitely would."

"Nobody would be able to figure out if the strangely fascinating shiny thing was the gem or him smiling!"

She laughs.